GreenGoat

Boundary's Edge -- An Urban Fantasy RP

Yeah, its to emphasize she doesn't like dishonest people lol. Ill move the cs over to the char tab then.

Boundary's Edge -- An Urban Fantasy RP

@PKMNB0Y Odd jobs, like janitorial, guard duty, being a waiter, and the likes.

EDIT:I edited the phrasing in the CS to work a bit better i think.

Fate/Empty Providence

Ill put in Archer Emiya. Gonna take a bit.

Boundary's Edge -- An Urban Fantasy RP

Yagra

Name: Yagra

Age: Around 120 years.

Race: Oni

Appearance:


Abilities: As an oni, she is naturally strong, resilient and durable. But most importantly, she is able to consume food and alcohol as much as she wants, thus she uses her natural abilities mostly to get shitfaced in some bar or other.

Equipment: A kanabo made entirely out of steel, and a gourd containing a worm that produces infinite sake.

Personality: There was nothing she liked better than to drink and eat, the more the better. The only thing she liked better than that was fine food and drink, and drinking and eating with company. Affable most of the time, cheerful and overly friendly when consuming a lot of alcohol, but she turns sad and depressed when the alcohol runs out. Her word are her bond, and if she promises to do something, then come hell or high water that something will be done. Yagra absolutely despises dishonest people, being sober, tricksters, and dishonest people.

History: She had lived there for as long as she could remember. What she could remember from her constant drunken haze anyways. As an oni, she was always the one who went for a job, drink and eat as long as she could on the pay, then look for another job. There were dear friends once, but when all of them had passed her by and went on into another life, her sake started to taste bland, the nights of feasting lonely. Feeling that it would be bad if she were to stay any longer there wallowing in sorrow, she packed up what she needed and walked away. Yagra stumbled upon Yazoraku City, and never left it since.

Other: She is oddly proficient at doing any job she is currently on even while drunk. Even while drunk to the point of wearing her clothes backwards, it didn't change the fact that she will get it done. Yagra also tends to forget her strength, or assume others are as strong as she was.

Boundary's Edge -- An Urban Fantasy RP

Sweet, it will take me a bit to work out a CS

The Crucible - Winner Take All

All I know is, its art by Hetza, an artist I really like. ^^;

The Crucible - Winner Take All

1 would be alright, at least in my opinion. 2 and 3 would be acceptable as well. But ultimately its up to you. Can't please everyone after all.

But what do I know, I'm just a green goat. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Marybelle

Name: Marybelle

Alias: Marybelle?

Race: Dreamsheep

Sex: Female

Class: A sheep of dreams?

Equipment: Nothing really.

Abilities: She can and will eat bad dreams, slowly turning them to good ones, or at least making them disappear as she eats it. Of course this also enables her to physically enter dreams and walk through them to another dream. Mary tends to keep to one dream to exit and enter, considering entering someone's dreams and exiting through someone else's dream often places her at that someone's location, instead of the previous dreamer. It confuses her, so she tends to just keep to one dream to exit and enter.
If someone wakes up while she's in their dream, she pops out immediately at their location, so she doesn't like entering dreams longer than she needs to, fearing that she will pop out somewhere she was unfamiliar with. Because of their nature, dream sheeps are often mistaken to be the bringer of bad dreams, especially considering people tend to wake up in the middle of a really bad dream, the equivalent to high class dining for dream sheeps. Thus, most people familiar, or even those not familiar with them, would invariably try to chase them away whenever they see her.
She can fly as well. If she concentrates hard enough, she can fly about as fast as she could run.

Fighting Style: She can't fight. She can break down a solid wooden wall if she rams it hard enough, but broken walls in a wooden house would really be the only danger she would pose as she hastily tries to run away.

Personality: She really doesn't do much but float around with her head up in the cloud most of the time, similar to her diet. Mary isn't burdened by anything, nor was she really worried about anything, thus she was cheerful most of the time. The rest of the time would be her being overtly happy with eating someone's bad dreams, or just sleeping anywhere she could curl up and be warm. As a dream sheep, this meant she was not attached to any one location. Usually this meant she would always be found only in one location full of people, like a village or a town. Due to her being what she was, she was usually as lazy as they come, preferring to float around and eat, though she did like the occasional chat with people. At least, people who weren't actively trying to beat her.

Bio: She followed a person who had a lot of bad dreams. It was kinda sad to see someone not getting enough sleep from all the nightmare he was having, so Mary thought she could eat all of it and make him happy again. But she got lost after following him to a strange place. Now Mary is stuck in an odd place, and she couldn't find that man again.

Wish: There is a tournament?

Echo: None

Appearance:


Frenzy: None.

Inventory: None.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Fran

Name: Franceska Bernholm

Alias: Fran

Race: Human/Mutant?

Sex: Female.

Class: Markman.

Equipment: Standard pistols, two on her hips, one in a shoulder mount. Knives, one in her boot, another in a sheath on her shoulder. One long range rifle, really just a glorified long tube with handles on it, and an old assault rifle. She carries only two magazines for the long range rifle, one on her, and one in the rifle. Also a small bag of rations.

Abilities: Her abilities are just her own stamina, strength and resilience, plus the mutated extra arms. While she is quite strong, she wasn't really stronger than any human can be. She has great stamina, but no more than unusual. Resilient, but not amazingly so. Fran can also rig up an extensive range of traps from most anything lying around, like the classic grenade and string trap, to the shotgun shell mine trap.

Fighting Style: She fights primarily at long range, preferring to remain hidden far far away, until she gets a chance to shoot. Whether it takes only a few minutes, hours or even days did not matter to her. Once she gets a sure shot, that is often all she needs. Should she find supplies, and has time to set up however, she could set up a kill zone in an area, utilizing her knowledge of making improvised traps. All that was left then, was to wait.

She takes care not to get caught in close quarters combat, but should she be caught in them regardless, she relies mostly on the assault rifle to shoot, while retreating somewhere else if her instincts tell her she should run. The knives and pistols are backup weapons, and thus would be used as such, though she is still proficient in their use.

Personality: She comes off as cold and calculating to mostly everyone, not above to using her own allies to further her own goals. Anything and everything was fair game, as long as she comes out ahead. Of course, all the war and death in her world had desensitized her to it, but it did not mean she was emotionless. She would tend to make jokes with anyone she felt close to, and use a slightly lighter tone of voice when talking to them. Dark humour was something Franceska enjoyed, seeing as the war torn world that she lived in had become something that was as natural as breathing to her.

The world of war that she lived in had taught her patience as well. Far stronger mutants than her, toting far bigger guns and armor than she could ever afford. She learned very quickly that the gung ho attitude only works if you were some sort of supermutant, or if you had a deathwish. Retreating from unwinnable fights quickly, and learning how to counter them was second nature to her.

Wish: She wishes for a place where she could sleep without keeping an eye open, a place where she could eat and not starve, a place where she could hang up her guns and not be worried about being killed and eaten alive.

Echo: A buried warehouse, that had contained a lot of pre war items. The stacks upon stacks of dusty tins filled with food, and those clothes that was a million times more comfortable than anything else she had ever seen.

Appearance:



Frenzy: Black smoke starts surrounding her once she is agitated enough to trigger a Frenzy, and her eyes' scleras turns pitch black. In this form, her spatial awareness and depth perception are boosted greatly. The black smoke surrounding her can turn into solid pellets and launched at extreme high speed in any direction she likes. Larger bullets has a lower rate of fire since more smoke needs to solidify first before being launched, but smaller bullets can be fired off in quick succession. She could also spread around the smoke in a larger area if she stops to concentrate.

Inventory: Phylactery.

Fate/Empty Providence

Intrigued.